Some display booths happened to face away from the exhibition hall entrance, completely blocked by the booths directly facing the doors.
The entire exhibition hall faced south from the north.
And Wu Wei's booth, of all unlucky things, faced north from the south.
Players and visitors would not be able to see them at all upon entering.
That was bad news.
Wu Wei took the layout map.
As he studied it, Wu Wei suddenly felt that something was off.
After all, this was Binhai University's home turf.
With home-field advantage, Binhai University naturally gave the good spots to its own students.
So, Binhai University's booths basically either faced the entrance directly or stood to the side of it.
Only their booth had been properly tossed into the innermost corner at the back!
Wu Wei had seen too much to miss it!
He immediately realized there was a problem.
"Someone's screwing with us."
"What do you mean?"
At those words, Old Second and Old Third also leaned over and asked in low voices with furrowed brows:
"Who's screwing with us?"
Wu Wei narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam flashing through them!
"Do you know what it means to harm others for your own benefit?"
"Whoever benefits the most is obviously the one screwing us over."
As he spoke, Wu Wei pointed at something!
On the precious booth directly facing the entrance, in the most conspicuous position, was a name!
Binhai University Designer: Xiang Tianming!
"Fuck."
Old Third cursed through gritted teeth:
"That bastard."
If it had been someone else, they might not have been so certain.
But the best spot right by the entrance belonged to Xiang Tianming.
Then there was no question about it. That bastard had definitely used his father's connections to shove Wu Wei into a corner while taking the best spot in the entire hall for himself.
The matter of Wu Wei kicking Xiang Tianming over two days ago was known throughout the whole school.
"This is blatant personal retaliation!"
Old Second, a burly man from Shandong, had a fiery temper:
"I'll go talk to him later. Pulling dirty tricks behind our backs—does he even count as a man?"
"Forget it, Old Second."
Wu Wei stopped Liu He.
"There'll always be a way."
When two armies faced off, impatience was the greatest taboo.
If they went over now, with no evidence at all, and recklessly caused trouble, they might even get kicked out.
After all, Xiang Tianming, who could use underhanded means to set them up, would certainly know the staff here.
Now was not the time to act rashly.
With that thought, Wu Wei turned his head and found Xiang Tianming in the crowd.
And just then, Xiang Tianming's gaze also turned toward him.
Xiang Tianming curled his lips at Wu Wei in a smile that was anything but a smile.
The provocation was unmistakable.
Wu Wei smiled back, though inwardly he remained vigilant.
From the look of it, this was only the beginning.
Xiang Tianming still had more tricks up his sleeve.
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At the call of "Start getting ready," the many designer groups and their teams rose to their feet and began searching for their own booth locations.
Wu Wei led his brothers to a booth at the very back and began setting it up.
The booth was not large, only around seven or eight square meters, with four computers for visitors and players to try out.
Just as they were arranging things, someone walked over from the booth behind them.
It was Xiang Tianming.
"Well, if it isn't Boss Wu. How did you get assigned a place like this? Your luck really is terrible."
Xiang Tianming had lackeys under his command, so he did not need to personally set up his booth like Wu Wei and the other four.
With time on his hands, he had come over to throw out some sarcastic remarks.
Wu Wei could not even be bothered to deal with him. He merely glanced at him.
"Your ribs don't hurt anymore?"
It would have been fine if Wu Wei had not mentioned it.
But the moment he did, Xiang Tianming became furious!
"Wu Wei!"
Xiang Tianming stepped forward, his face dark as he gritted his teeth and whispered to Wu Wei:
"I'm right here. Try fucking touching me."
"So what if I fucking touch you—"
Wu Wei was unfazed, but Old Second could not take it anymore. He stepped forward, ready to make a move.
"Old Second!"
Wu Wei reached out and stopped Liu He.
He looked Xiang Tianming up and down.
"You really have no shame, coming over here to ask for a beating."
"Don't rush. There'll be plenty of chances later."
Who was Wu Wei?
Xiang Tianming had obviously come looking for a fight on purpose.
If he fell for such a simple trap, then all those years he had lived would have been for nothing.
Seeing that Wu Wei was completely unmoved, Xiang Tianming snorted coldly.
"Let's see how much longer you can keep jumping around."
"That bastard. When I get the chance, I'm definitely going to loosen his skin for him. Fuck."
Old Second shot Xiang Tianming a vicious glare, cracking his knuckles in anger.
"Enough. Get to work. The hard part is still ahead of us."
Wu Wei patted Old Second on the shoulder, signaling for him not to act impulsively.
Old Zhang finished setting up the display screen and looked up at Wu Wei.
"You mean that bastard still has something else planned?"
"Of course."
Wu Wei nodded.
He did not doubt for a second that this was merely Xiang Tianming's appetizer.
"Otherwise, why do you think he'd take the initiative to provoke us?"
As he spoke, Wu Wei glanced at Xiang Tianming's booth, which stood back-to-back with theirs.